Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Dancing Right Into A Black Hole

What do the following people have in common:













They've all been declared "stars" by ABC and will be on the next season of Dancing With The Stars. Okay...I'll give you Hasselhoff but he's just a star in Germany. I wouldn't say that Margaret is a "star" per se, but I do love me some Cho! Bristol Palin? God, I hope Margaret kicks her right in the taco.

Thank Lourdes I never got into this show. Ever.

Monday, August 30, 2010

30 Day Challenge: Day 4 ~ Favourite Book

Who is the torturer who came up with this project?

Lourdes knows my love of reading has diminished greatly over the past 3 years, mainly due to not being able to maintain a focus or comprehension on anything too specific.

Fortunately, I was able to squeeze by a wonderful book by Brian Francis, called Fruit. While in the bookstore, I was drawn to the beautifully designed cover, but when I read the first page, I knew immediately that I would be finishing this book in record time.

Those first sentences of a book have to grab you; they have to compel you to want to know more.

"My name is Peter Paddington. I just started the 8th grade at Clarkedale Middle School. Six days a week, I deliver the Bluewater Observer and the other day, my nipples popped out."


Sorry, what did you say?

Poor Peter. Thirteen, overweight, with an overactive imagination and an obsession with his "diseased, deformed nipples" that eventually begin speaking to him. There's a motley crew of characters that Peter encounters every day, and I felt like I was bearing them right along with him.

I think anyone who was a chubby, gay kid will completely identify with Peter. I did immediately. Brian Francis did an exceptional job creating this voice and staying in character, careful not to make Peter too immature, but just young enough to not really "get" what's going on around him.

Sunday, August 29, 2010

30 Day Challenge: Day 3 ~ Favourite Television Show




I could go on and on about all the shows that I love watching, but nothing will ever come close to the amazingness that is Glee. And you know it.



Hoarders/Intervention/Obsessed are all tied for a very close second place.



Saturday, August 28, 2010

Thirty Day Challenge ~Day 2~ Favourite Movie

My "Favourite Movie" choice not only fulfills my Day 2 requirement of the 30 Day Challenge, it also cements my status as a giant, pink, blooming flower of a homo.

There are many films that I'll stop and watch as I tear through the channels with my remote control race car:
The Color Purple..."You a low down dirty dog, that's what's wrong. Time for me to get away from you, and enter into Creation. And your dead body'd be just the welcome mat I need. "

Auntie Mame..."Exclusively what and restricted to whom? "

Out Of Africa...."I once had a farm in Af-rI-ca..."
Ahh....all fantastic classics...but my favourite movie has to be the one that slap on the DVD player on a boring Sunday afternoon; it's the one that won't let me continue to channel surf once I've stumbled across it. We can all quote at least ONE line from the film. Me? Why, every line is burned on my brain.

All gay men have track lightin'. And all gay men are named Mark, Rick, or Steve.
Steel Magnolias

Friday, August 27, 2010

30 Day Challenge:Day 1 ~ Your Favourite Song

Well, this is incredibly difficult.

Music has always been such an essential part of my existence. As a young queerling, and the child of deaf parents, it was the only thing that was truly "mine."

I could easily tell you the first LP I bought was Culture Club's Kissing To Be Clever. I could tell you that the first cassette I bought was Like A Virgin. I could even tell you that the first CD I bought was I'm Breathless (I was a late adapter to the realm of CDs).

But truly, I think picking my "favourite song" has needs to be the FIRST favourite song; the tune that hooked me into realm of pop music. It was also the first song that inspired my first visit to "the record store" and I bought my first 45. I still have it.

In 1982...I was 11....Sylvia was all over the radio. And in those days, AM was cool.

She sang about a lover/husband who was messing around on her. The song was Nobody.

If my live depended on it, and given the choice to sing Nobody or face a firing squad, I would easily conquer the former.

So, there it is. The Favourite Song of the Thirty Day Challenge is Sylvia, Nobody.



Sittin' in a restaurant
She walked by
I seemed to recall
That certain look in your eye
I said, who's that
You said, with a smile
Oh, it's nobody...
Nobody.

Maybe that explains the last two weeks
You called me up, dead on your feet
Working late again
I asked who with
You said, nobody
Aah, nobody

Well your nobody called today
She hung up when I asked her name
Well, I wonder
Does she think she's being clever
(Clever, ooh, ooh)
You say, nobody's after you
The fact is what you say is true
But I can love you like nobody can
Even better

Late last night we went for a drive
You were miles away
I asked, who's on your mind
You said, nobody (nobody)
Why do you ask
Oh, her again
I could've told you that

We came back home
Got ready for bed
I said to myself
I've got one shot left
You're still mine and I won't stand in line
Behind nobody
Nobody

Well, your nobody called today
She hung up when I asked her name
Well, I wonder does she think she's being clever
(Clever, ohh, ohh)
You say nobody's after you
The fact is what you say is true
But I can love you like nobody can
Even better

Gay Cheque ~ Bonus!





Not only did DNA hand out some valuable currency in the form of Marco DaSilva, but they slapped the gorgeous and super-popular Nick Ayler on the cover AND gave him a big spread...inside...the magazine.

Enjoy, and don't spend it all in one place. ;)













Thursday, August 26, 2010

The Thirty Day Challenge


I've decided to do the 30 day blogger challenge. I don't even remember where I saw it, but it's been sitting in my drafts for I don't know how long.

Some of them are a little vague, so I'll do the best I can. I'll kick it all off tomorrow night.

Day 01 — Your favorite song
Day 02 — Your favorite movie
Day 03 — Your favorite television program
Day 04 — Your favorite book
Day 05 — Your favorite quote
Day 06 — Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 07 — A photo that makes you happy
Day 08 — A photo that makes you angry/sad
Day 09 — A photo you took
Day 10 — A photo of you taken over ten years ago
Day 11 — A photo of you taken recently
Day 12 — Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 13 — A fictional book
Day 14 — A non-fictional book
Day 15 — A fanfic
Day 16 — A song that makes you cry (or nearly)
Day 17 — An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.)
Day 18 — Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 19 — A talent of yours
Day 20 — A hobby of yours
Day 21 — A recipe
Day 22 — A website
Day 23 — A YouTube video
Day 24 — Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 25 — Your day, in great detail
Day 26 — Your week, in great detail
Day 27 — This month, in great detail
Day 28 — This year, in great detail
Day 29 — Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days
Day 30 — Whatever tickles your fancy

Monday, August 23, 2010

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Stars And Stripes And Thighs Forever




Do enjoy this latest series from my alternate universe X-hubby, Alessandro Calza.





Saturday, August 14, 2010

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Jackass Mackenroth


Do you know what I love? Celebs who genuinely use Twitter. Like, really compose and send their own tweets, rather than a PR team.

Know what else I love...Celebs who genuinely use Twitter and type fucked up shit. Check out what F-List famous Jack Mackenroth tweeted about an hour ago:


I responded:

That's just about the rudest thing I've ever heard a "celebrity" say. It would be funny if someone like me said it, because I'm not rich! Mind you, I'm not poor, but I'm also not FAMOUS.

And it would be funny if you were sitting around with all your super-cool friends, sipping margaritas and suddenly someone says, "This margarita salt smells like poor people!" So funny! But...I bet you and your super-cool friends aren't FAMOUS.

Do you see what I'm saying here? Let's say the assumption that Jack Mackenroth has got some money is true, wouldn't that make his tweet irreversibly rude?

Or maybe....

...I'm just so ridiculously bored that the power of Christ compels me to create (and publish!) a post about a non-topic of such unimagined magnitude that just reading it might make someone poke their own eye out?

Maybe it's a bit of both.


God, I'm Bored

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

The Ice Cream Posse...

... (aka Peacebiscuit Dancers) just in case you were wondering.



Johnny Sanford


John Byrne


Joe Buffa


Jimmy Gonzales


Geronimo Frias


Eddy Barrena


Cesar Abreu


Avi Vichner


Alex Maravilla


**You're welcome.**


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